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Topic: Uh.. ya, don't do that.... (Read 766013 times)

Absolutely no apology for bathroom noises IN the bathroom. Although most of us are ingrained to say 'Excuse me' when we have an uncontrollable bodily function happen, like a toot or a sneeze, etiquette says that you are supposed to politely ignore it, both as the one doing it and as the one hearing/smelling it.

Of course, in my family, any toot is commented upon with great vigour. I think we all have the mental equivenlent of a 12 year old boy. I could forgive my nephews when they were 12...

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After cleaning out my Dad's house, I have this advice: If you haven't used it in a year, throw it out!!!!.

I've never felt the need to apologize for bathroom noises in the bathroom, even in a public restroom. Unless you're still in line, then a polite "Excuse me" works wonders.

Now if you're in the bathroom and someone can hear it from across the house/apartment, that might be a bit of a different story, but if it's the normal course of inner workings, then it's customary to politely ignore it.

Though my family is more like Outdoor Girl's too. My family nearly gave me an award when I nearly gassed all of us out of a cabin in Alaska one night. I will never be on a diet with salmon as the only protien again in my life. Ever. It's not very fun for anyone.

I'm the one who will slip and fall on anything. Concrete, stairs (usually going up), carpet (long or short), tile, laminate, wood, no matter how polished it is.

Heck, I've even been known to slip and fall on grass or dirt. I'm just that clumsy.

As far as grilling goes, make sure you actually turn off all the burners! Mom just got a new gas grill recently and didn't turn one of the burners off after cooking dinner for herself. Luckily nothing terrible happened. Just the next weekend when I had my birthday cookout we had to finish cooking the last of the hot dogs inside in the oven because we ran out of gas. And she's learned now to always make sure everything's turned off thoroughly.

That is why I will never have a tiled kitchen floor! My first apartment had a tile floor in the bathroom. I don't know how many times I slipped in there.

I used to work in a restaurant that had a tiled kitchen floor. It was lethal - any tiny bit of water or grease or anything even remotely slippery on a normal floor became a deadly trap for the unsuspecting. Someone fell over in there at least once a week. When it was still wet from being mopped down at the end of the night, we used to stand on a tea towel and do a penguin shuffle across the floor - it was the only way to not guarantee a quick trip to introduce your rear end to the tiles, and even that wasn't definite.

Which moron decided tiles was a sensible flooring for a commercial kitchen, anyway?

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'A troth, by the way, is a small furry creature with fins, the offspring of a trout and a sloth. I often wonder what they saw in each other, but then I suppose the sloth, being upside down, would tend to have a different slant on things.'

One of my coworkers is a university student who gets job experience working for us over the summers.He and his fiancée are expecting their first child in the fall.

The pregnancy has not gone well for them. She is extremely high risk and has spent much of the time on bed rest.She has problems with her cervix and could go into labour at any time, without warning.There are two doctor's visits a week and every week is a huge milestone.The young dad-to-be is, naturally, very concerned and the pregnancy is a huge part of his attention right now.

However....

....when your fiancée gets permission from the doctor to attend the company barbeque, by all means, introduce her to your coworkers.When they say they are happy for her that she is well enough to attend, you could say something like:

"Thanks, we're happy things are going better and her doctor is pleased with her progress."

What you should not say is:

"Yeah, her doctor says her cervix is great and I'm all on top of that puppy!"

Surprisingly, she didn't scream at him.

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"I think her scattergun was only loaded with commas and full-stops, although some of them cuddled together for warmth and produced little baby colons and semi-colons." ~ Margo

Err, uh, don't start the blender on one of the super-high-power settings right off the bat. Pulse it a little or at least start on the lower settings. If you don't, and you happen to be blending up spaghetti sauce, your kitchen will suddenly look like the set of a crime show.